Tag Archives: Iceland

By this time next week I’ll be back in America. I’m so ecstatic to see my family and the best puppers dog in all the land! Too bad I can’t put this place in my pocket on my way out. … Continue reading →

The world is fucking beautiful. Please excuse me for saying so, but look at it: (Lava field in the heart of Snæfellsnes – unedited – no filters – click to enlarge) Nine weeks ago I had stars in my eyes. … Continue reading →

“Hey, Doritos! Why you not eating meat today?!” These words, lobbed in my direction daily by one of the Sólheimar natives every time I step foot in our shared cafeteria, rank as one of the indubitable highlights of my every lunch … Continue reading →

Gathering Man’s primal instinct was not the hunting instinct in ancient times before man had spears and weapons he roamed the prairies and he was gathering! he was gathering roots and he was gathering fruits and eggs and nuts and … Continue reading →

As far as challenges go, this past week may have been the biggest I’ve faced since getting to Iceland. I touched lightly on homesickness in my last blog but since then that sickness figured out how to straight put me … Continue reading →

What a week we have shaping up: not only is there a lot due for our academics, we’re going on a two day field trip come mid-week. We’re going to visit a turf house and for the time we’re there … Continue reading →